Friday, 15 January, 2010

The doorframe's lament

The sadness of the doorframe
is voiced
neither through colour
nor finish
(an uneven gloss)
nor the creak of hinges.

But today,
I hear
its lament,

its unwilling
in framing rectangles
of the corridor's banal shufflings
and scamperings,

its comings and goings
which today
you will not relieve
with an entrance.

Written on an extremely slow day at work. Excuse the corniness.


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